It’s nice to feel loved.
It’s strange how strangers become so close at times
It seems like magic to fall in love sometimes.
So many of my friends have fallen and hit themselves quite hard
And most of them saw the rock but yet showed no regard.
I guess love is that kind of feeling that one wants to fall for
Something that most people can’t ignore.
I myself, fell from a deep height
But I guess I’m still falling and enjoying this height.
This falling isn’t pulling my down
I’m truly feeling the wind of going down.
Yet I don’t think I’ll hit myself that bad
Maybe I’ll swim from beneath this height and be glad.
I know it’s not that easy to swim away after being betrayed
Yet, I don’t seem to feel the betrayal at all, I won’t be betrayed.
I’m not ignoring the defeat, I’m just enjoying the present retreat
Because maybe this fall freedom is making feel complete.
It’s truly magical to fall like that
Maybe love is as blind as a bat.